I've Always Loved Rhyming. I

Breathe In...inhale Vapors From Bright Stars That Shine, Breathe Out...weed Smoke Retrace The Skyline.

To Me, It's Like Happiness Is About Happiness, But Happiness Is A Fight.

And From The Moment That I Saw You, I Knew You Was Trouble, But I Disregarded Detour Signs, And Did Not Stop Til You Was Mine. I Guess God Was Like, 'aight, Fine.' Careful What You Wish For, Cause You Just Might Get It In Heaps. Try To Give It Back, He Be Like, 'nah, That's Yours To Keep.'

I Guess Something That You Love To Do, You Gotta Ease Up Off It And Give It A Little Space, Come Back And Be Fresh To It.

It's Difficult To Really Be An Artist Nowadays. People Are Just On Another Page. You Have A Society That Needs You To Say Something, But They Don't Want To Give You The Environment To Be Able To Be Just A Functioning, Happy, Normal Person. It's Like, The Industry Is At Odds With You, The Society Is At Odds With You. You Start To Live In This Very Confined Box Where It's Like, It's "me" And "them."